At the moment of realization, Huai Shi heard the sound of his eyes bursting. Blood overflowed from his pupils and spread, as if a scarlet net had enveloped the entire world.
No, perhaps the world in front of him had really been dyed red.
By the angry fire and blood.
The Nautilus was roaring.
The endless darkness of disaster was reborn from the remnants of the steel body, igniting the flames once again, and roaring towards the Abyss.
— — Hatred!
Along with the roar that shook the heavens and earth, hatred spread out from the surging darkness. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a violent wave, violently flattening all the barren forest in front of it.
Wherever it passed, all life and stones were turned into dust, leaving only strange claw-like gouges on the ground. Scarlet soil rolled over, covering the corpses.
Then, on both sides of the warship, huge mouths opened. The darkness condensed into steel, and the violent killing intent formed fire.
Like burning stars rising from hell, they instantly covered the sky, illuminating all the pale faces. Blood and fire exploded, and all the shadows in its path were evaporated.
Astaru's white bone clothes were torn, and the flames spread.
The surviving evil roared in anger, and the huge tree giant cast a shadow, and endless strange branches stabbed towards the Nautilus.
But the Nautilus didn't dodge, allowing the ruler to pierce through it, tear it apart, and be riddled with holes.
But in the darkness, in front of the Nautilus's hull, a terrifying light suddenly lit up.
The crystal-like light spewed out from the darkness, raging like a torrent.
Just the terrifying heat seeping out from the cracks in the hull burned all the branches that dared to touch its body to ashes.
And wherever the light passed, matter, Origin Substance, miracles, disasters, enemies, and even the earth … … everything evaporated cleanly, dissipating from the violent malice without a trace.
Only the screams of the surviving evil could be heard.
A rusty spear that was hundreds of meters long had pierced through the charred body. It tore through the indestructible shell, destroying all flesh and tissues.
Like a whaler's harpoon, it poured into the body of the prey.
Blood and fire spewed out.
The tree giant, Frankenstein, roared and tried to prop up his body, but the huge shadow had already shrouded him.
The broken Nautilus looked down and passed by in an instant.
A crisp sound that made one's scalp go numb burst forth.
Immediately after, a low chewing sound echoed in everyone's ears.
Even Frankenstein's screams became inaudible. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of the dark battleship chewing on the enemy's body parts.
Blood overflows from the mouth.
Staining the rusty teeth red.
The giant tree was split in half from the middle. Blood swept out like a sea.
Then, the lower half was torn into powder.
He swallowed them all.
The broken battleship quickly recovered and became ferocious again. The Nautilus roared and spat out flames in the air.
It easily cut Astaru's huge body apart.
The Demon Palace wailed as it fell and collapsed.
Hollow eyes emerged from the darkness, spilling countless malicious curses.
The ferocious attack continued. All living creatures were pushed to destruction in an orderly manner. Precise and cruel, all enemies were strangled.
No snakes, insects, rats, or ants were left behind.
That was no longer a struggle. It was ravaging and torture. With endless hatred, it wanted to vent all the anger that filled the depths of its soul!
It was no longer rational.
It was like a deranged beast …
That was the monster known as the hero, made up of countless sacrifices!
"Teacher! Mr. Li, and the ice room, Dounia … are you there? "
Anton propped himself up and looked up at the deranged appearance of his former compatriots. Turbid blood tears flowed down from his broken face.
He called out hoarsely and tried his best:
"Answer me!!!"
No matter how much he called out their names, no one would respond.
They didn't even turn around to look.
There was only the angry roar of the giant beast.
The stars that had once shone were no longer there.
Only the monsters born in the deepest part of Hell remained in front of them.
The monsters were hunting, ravaging, and eating.
The monsters were destroying everything.
Right in front of them …
Everything had long been changed beyond recognition.
"Why … why did it become like this?"
Just seeing that appearance, the old man, who had never been weak in the face of countless hardships along the way, was already in tears.
"Of course it's for us, Professor."
Huai Shi gritted his teeth, endured the tearing and burning pain in his eyes, and stared at the ferocious figure.
What else could it be for?
For everything in this world …
This was their final sacrifice.
When the disaster of deep backflow happened, the Survival Academy calculated that even if they bet everything in Hell, the success rate was still less than 5% …
Therefore, there was a plan for a great retreat. Therefore, there was a miracle exchanged for countless sacrifices.
It was precisely because of that heroic and glorious light that people subconsciously ignored the painful struggles hidden in the darkness.
How could a success rate of less than 5% become 100%?
Weapons, equipment, secret instruments, strength, and even all the reserves … When even gambling with one's life was not enough to overturn the disparity on the scale, the only remaining counterweight was the soul!
When you stared into the abyss, the abyss was also staring at you.
When you fought with a monster, you would also become a monster.
But if it was the other way around …
If the abyss was staring at me, then I would also stare at the abyss. As long as I became a monster, I could continue to fight with the monster!
If miracles had to be exchanged for disasters, then I would become the disaster itself!
This was the decision that everyone made in the end.
They gave up the eternal sleep that they should have and embraced the price that was crueler than death.
Everyone froze!
Those souls that were burned out did not leave behind ashes because they had thrown everything they had into the abyss …
When those souls full of pain and hatred rose from the long depths, they turned into a torrent that had never been there before. When the disasters gathered into one from this wide scar, they formed an unprecedented monster.
Then, they devoured all the enemies!
Now, the battle from seventy years ago was still going on!
They pushed everything to destruction until everything was reduced to nothingness.
Countless legions were burned to death in the blood and fire of hatred. The endless barren forest was annihilated, and the missiles turned into nothingness. The ruler formed by the surviving evil and the bloodline of the abyss was torn apart by the claws and teeth. Blood and bones were chewed into scraps.
The nautilus roared and hissed.
In the darkness, countless eyes looked at the huge figure of Astaru. Then, like a giant whale hunting its prey, it faced the bombardment of countless mystic instruments and miraculous engravings and went against the flow!
The body that was riddled with holes brazenly crashed into the ruler formed by white bones.
The sharp horns were covered in fresh blood as they easily tore apart the gigantic body of the beast. Then, they pulled it and smashed it on the ground. They ravaged, crushed, bombarded, and bit it … until it completely fell apart.
The hell that was dyed red by blood and wreckage was ignited by flames.
In the surging darkness, the eyes of hatred and madness looked at the end of the clouds.
Mathers was silent. He closed his eyes and did not say anything until the darkness hit him. In the end, he sighed and took out a pistol from his arms. He aimed it at his chin and pulled the trigger.
The fire flashed and disappeared.
The broken body fell from the sky and was instantly devoured by the angry beast. But the soul in it had already disappeared without a trace.
It had escaped.
The nautilus roared crazily. It looked back at the rainbow light that filled the sky and released endless darkness again. It violently tore all the rainbow light apart, dragged the path of the stairway to heaven, and bit it into pieces between its sharp teeth.
The stairway to heaven collapsed.
The last remnants were completely washed away. Only the burning ground and endless blood and corpses were left.
As for the nautilus, the body formed by the huge darkness kept crashing into the ground, whipping the remaining skeletons. It bombarded and destroyed, causing hell to constantly let out the wails of collapse.
It wanted to grind all enemies into ashes …
It destroyed everything in front of it in vain.
It was still roaring angrily.
It was as if countless people were shouting hoarsely and roaring crazily.
[Enemy! Enemy! Enemy!]
The roar that tore all eardrums and shook all souls echoed in hell. The monster roared unwillingly and called out:
[Where is the enemy!]
The crazy nautilus kept bombarding the corpses in front of it, over and over again.
[Must be killed! Must be killed! Must be killed!]
The crazy roar echoed in the dead silence of hell.
Until a hoarse voice sounded.
"Enough!!!"
In front of the nautilus, a staggering figure appeared in the burning blood and fire. It moved forward, ignoring the flames of hatred that ignited itself.
"There are no more enemies."
Huai Shi panted and shouted into the painful darkness, "Your war is over!"
There was a moment of dead silence. In the darkness, countless scarlet eyes appeared as if they were enraged and trembled violently.
The torrent blew out, causing the earth to wail and almost blowing Huai Shi away.
[Mission!]
[Mission is never over!]
The monsters in the darkness roared angrily, and the frozen souls shouted crazily.
[Hell is still here! The abyss is still here!]
[Must … must … protect … protect …]
[Protect …]
No matter how much they repeated and shouted, they could no longer say anything else.
They did not hesitate to become what they were today to protect the most precious thing.
What did they have to protect?
It had been too long.
War, mission, and sacrifice were all too far away.
The monsters could no longer remember why they died …
The moment it understood this, the nautilus let out a roar as it trembled and fell into madness. It kept crashing into the ground as if it wanted to completely destroy everything in front of it, including itself.
Until finally, it could no longer find any targets. It fell to the ground and spasmed in pain.
Only a sorrowful wail was left.
It was the frozen souls crying in despair.
[Go home …]
In the darkness, gray tears flowed from the empty eyes. Looking at the faint light from the present realm in the sky, it was the distant hometown.
It was like a whale stranded in the desert.
[Where is home?]
[I want … to go home …]
The monsters that were bound under the depth wailed hoarsely, recalling the flowers, the smiling faces, and everything that they had protected.
[What year and month … When will you return home …]
[Go home …]
"Then let's go, friends!"
Huai Shi reached out and touched the tearful eye.
He allowed his arm to decay in the corrosion of disaster.
He told it:
"Let's go home!"
It wasn't a hypocritical lie, nor was it a white lie.
At that moment, Huai Shi finally understood the meaning of his coming to Hell.
If all of this was fate …
A brilliant flash illuminated the eyes in the darkness.
In the burning of blood, a solemn book appeared in Huai Shi's hand.
At that moment, not only the nautilus in front of him, but everyone on the Sun Ship stared at the absolute brilliance and fell into a daze and shock.
"That is …"
The soul of Utopia.
The source of all records, the blueprint and foundation of all future records, the core left behind by Heaven, the eternal source book of Celestial genealogy.
"… The Book of Destiny!"
Gregory widened his eyes and groaned. He subconsciously clenched the coin in his hand and cursed, "Russell, you f * cking bastard, what did you do!"
That bastard actually sent the holder of the Book of Destiny, the true future of Utopia, the salvation of Celestial genealogy, to Hell!
However, he didn't have the energy to think anymore.
The moment the light lit up, he instinctively knelt on one knee and bowed to the solemn brilliance.
Whether it was Anton, Raymond, or Forster …
Even the solidified darkness itself.
The world was silent, and only a hoarse voice echoed.
"I promise you in the name of Heaven!"
Huai Shi raised his head and announced to the solidified souls, "Your mission and war are over. Your sacrifice is not meaningless. Your achievements are unparalleled!
Next, no matter what happens, no matter what enemies stand in my way, I will bring you back home! "
At that moment, the Book of Destiny moved without wind.
A new oath and chapter were quickly written on it. Immediately after, names appeared like a waterfall. Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands …
Everything that had been sacrificed in Hell, everything that had been buried in the cemetery.
All the names were recorded in it.
Radiance rose, illuminating the painful eyes, washing away the madness and despair, and returning them to clarity.
The darkness was boiling.
Amidst the high-pitched cries, the endless calamity in the Nautilus's frame soared into the sky like a waterfall, radiating in all directions.
Like the blood of monsters, it flowed to the bottom of the Abyss.
In the violently dissipating darkness, countless tiny specks of light fell like rain, sprinkling on the countless solidified souls.
"Go home … Go home …"
The last sorrowful cry echoed in the miraculous rain.
It was the lingering sound left behind by the deceased souls, like the cry of a baby when it was born. The monsters were gradually dying, from the tears of relief.
The phantoms of the past finally turned their heads and cast a smile of blessings at their successors before disappearing into the brilliance.
"Teacher …"
Tears flowed down An Dong's face as he felt the Spirit of Nothingness patting his shoulder.
The sheriff rode his horse and galloped past Foster. He whistled and put his hat on Foster's head.
Forster froze in place, and after a long time, he slowly lowered his head.
Gregory stared at them enviously, as if waiting for something. After a long time, he shook his head, sighed, and looked away. "Old people can't look at this."
There was a crisp laughter behind him, like a child playing a prank.
Gregory looked back in shock, but he saw nothing.
The laughter went away.
It was unreachable.
The old alchemist stretched out his hand, and after a long time, he smiled in relief.
After a long time, the blood fire was extinguished, the calamity dissipated, hatred and anger disappeared without a trace, and everything was silent.
Only Huai Shi knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, opened his mouth, and roared silently.
In the darkness!
The vortex of calamity visible to the naked eye shrouded him, turning into a real distortion, radiating in all directions, constantly eroding his soul.
"Hey, Huai Shi, don't force yourself. You … you …"
Gregory rushed forward on all fours, covering him with layers of arcane devices, trying to protect his soul from being eroded, but everything was just a drop in the bucket.
He should persuade Huai Shi to give up, but … he could not say that!
"I'm fine."
Huai Shi looked up, the greenish-gray capillaries on his face protruding like the curse of calamity. He smiled with difficulty. "It's nothing. I've eaten the Element of Destruction, and I'm still afraid … of this little …"
Even if most of the erosion had dissipated with the risk of the heroes committing suicide, the calamity contained in the solidified soul had not weakened.
The Book of Destiny could strip their consciousness and soul, allowing them to return to peace. But this solidification must be borne by someone.
Now, there was at least a ruler's distortion entrusted to him, and the symptoms of solidification had completely frozen Great Si Ming's Stigmata and soul, even causing the crows to undergo a further transformation.
The darkness in the Ultimate skyrocketed.
It was like a heavy burden, pressing down on Huai Shi's consciousness.
"It's fine, it's just a scapegoat. I'm used to this kind of thing."
Huai Shi collapsed on the ground, his smile twitching. He gritted his teeth and pierced the nails into his body one after another, sealing the door of the Ultimate.
The compatibility beyond the limit was exerted on his soul.
Now, if he lost control, there was no doubt that he would transform into some kind of monster like the ruler, right?
For a long time, the little bit of Correction Value he had accumulated could only be used as the last straw to maintain his sanity. Other than that, he probably could not do anything else.
"It's all worth it, isn't it?"
He looked up, looking at the final gift of the heroes, and smiled.
Just where the darkness disappeared, a broken warship revealed its outline, the frame was restored, and in the core, there was a magnificent flash surging.
It was like a gathering of all the beautiful wishes in the world.
It washed away the pain and despair of the past, and returned to its crystal-like clarity. In the distant waves, it shone with a solemn and sacred light, waiting for the order to set off again.
That was the heart of the Nautilus.
— — Deep Hymn, Nemo Engine!
In the long silence, everyone quietly stared at its appearance, for a long, long time.
"It's so beautiful." Anton sighed softly.
"Who says it isn't?"
Huai Shi smiled, trying hard to raise his head, looking at the sky, at the eternally shining brilliance of the Reality.
Their journey had finally come to an end.
There was only the road ahead to return home.
This time, everyone had to go together …
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